The Beauty That You Are
In the quiet of the night, I wait to hear you speak to me
On my knees I pray, for Your answers
And yet, I must be still & wait for You, to impress upon my heart Your desires of me.
In the quiet of the night I wait...
In the quiet of the church, I’ve come to be with You a while
On my knees I pray for Your guidance
On my knees I beg for your helping hand
And yet, I kneel so still & gaze at You, for all all the beauty that You are, to me
In the stillness of the church, I pray...
In the quiet of my heart, I think of all the things I’m sorry for
I know You’ll forgive me, again and again.
Still I weep for my failures to You
And yet, I must prepare, and come to you, to sail Your ocean of forgiveness, Your love
In the quiet of your presence, I pray... To You
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